The ghost in line, the blood that trickles down my face, In my
eyes I see the light that smile you gave that was so bright!

I look in the broken mirror and see your face my fist starts to
tremble and my hearts starts to brake after this pain has gone
away! Even after the tears you coursed!

You went away like the ghost in line!....the ghost in line…

As the blood reaches my lips I start to think of the happy
time…when we use to laugh! BUT NO! you left me alone and cold!!!
Just like…the ghost in line….so is this the end? Of me and you?
Or is this just a dream my love! Please come back to me, please
give my broken heart….and save the ghost in line…